Guns A Blazing      Now I know now I know   That you're coming with your guns a blazing   There's nowhere to go   In the end it will be hell your facing      1944, surrounded by Fritz somewhere in France   Locked and loaded with the devil in my hands   I think of my wife and unborn child   It starts inside, it's something wild      Now now you're you're thinking thinking like a dying man   Who would question this world   Now now you're you're thinking thinking like a dying man      Just before the storm   I asked God what is life and why are we born?   He didn't say a thing   To hell with peace I'm coming out blasting      Now I know now I know   That you're coming with your guns a blazing   There's nowhere to go   In the end it will be hell your facing      I can hear German voices   Coming from the fog   This is it   This is it, this is my last stand   One clip left and a sharp bayonet   I think of my wife and unborn child   It starts inside it's something wild      Now now you're you're thinking thinking like a dying man   Who would question this world   Now now you're you're thinking thinking like a dying man